It ended in the end of July.
I cried and asked "why?".
Then August came
and this old flame
was still burning (in) my heart.
Now the winds bring September.
Will it dismember me
or allow a whole new start?
Untill the next year
when July'll be over again
I'm not able to know
what is past, what is remain,
what is gone and what lasts.
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